The two demon kings fled with all their might, and they fled without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Why don't you chase it?" Bi Xiao looked at Yang Jiao and asked casually.

"This is the big one, didn't chasing them happen to fall into the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain?" Yang Jiao glanced at the direction of the macaque king's escape, and said with a smile: "Anyway, they will send it to the door." ”

"Will it be delivered to the door?" Bi Xiao said in disbelief: "Seeing that they are all scared, they dare to come?"

"One or two will definitely not dare, but there are still seven under the Kunpeng seat!" Yang Jiao smiled: "They obviously want to take something away from here, but that thing is hidden in another space, and they can't find it." ”

"Can you find out?" asked Bixiao.

If it was Yang Jiao in the past, it would naturally be easy to do this kind of thing, but now Yang Jiao has lost his memory, although he has quasi-holy combat power, but some things can be solved without combat power.

"Although I have no memory, my cultivation is much higher than before, not to mention that the spatial ripples here are so obvious, I'm afraid that even if I don't make a move, he will drill out himself. Yang Jiao smiled slightly, then raised his palm like a knife, and slashed out to the side.

Sneer-

With a slight sound, the surrounding space smoothly splits in half like paper that has been carefully cut by a paper cutter, revealing a very small black gap.

Seeing this, Bixiao's body shook suddenly, away from Lei Feng, who looked extremely small.

At the moment when Bi Xiao flashed away, the small spatial crack suddenly expanded, as if it had been torn apart by a pair of big hands, like a big mouth, and the colorful void turbulence rushed out of it, and fiercely hit Yang Jiao's body.

"Hmph!" Yang Jiao snorted lightly when he saw this, and slashed over with his palm knife against the turbulence. Shengsheng blasted the void turbulence back into the void.

Immediately after that, the Law of the Three Realms was automatically repaired, and the terrifying crack suddenly disappeared into invisibility.

"Not here!" Yang Jiao shook his head slightly, then changed his direction, and cut out with another palm knife, cutting out a small spatial crack......

Although Yang Jiao's six senses were incomparably powerful after he entered the Seventh Heaven with the fusion will, he could clearly sense the faint ripples emanating from this space.

But space is inherently fast-changing. He shot again and again, but never got nothing.

......

Yang Jiao was over the East China Sea, smashing the space again and again, and behind the void he shattered, in the countless colorful spatial turbulence, a thin monk with white hair but a big bald head was standing in it with a smile.

The old monk was holding a luxurious branch that radiated colorful light in one hand, and the halo of light was circulating in the other hand, faintly supporting a mountain peak. The mountain peak is lush and pine, and countless monkeys can be vaguely seen, which is the Huaguo Mountain in the sea where Yang Jiao passed by once and then looked for it.

Holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand, the identity of this old monk is naturally about to come out, and it is the Zhun Ti Saint, one of the two saints of Buddhism who has disappeared for a long time.

At this time, the Zhunti Saint stood in the turbulence of space, and the incomparably beautiful void turbulence filled with the aura of destruction surrounded him, but he could never inflict it on him. Just around him, he seemed to be afraid of the power contained in this thin body.

The Zhun Ti Sage looked through the spatial barrier. Yang Jiao, who fell on the outside, and Yang Jiao, who was even more than half of the quasi-saint powerhouses in the Six Senses, didn't know anything about it.

"This little guy is growing up really fast, Duobao is also a secret transmission of the three sects of Buddhism, and he has grown extremely fast. I'm afraid it's far worse than this. ”

Looking at Yang Jiao in another layer of space smashing the void again and again, the Western sage's eyes showed a touch of approval, and in the depths of that approving emotion, there seemed to be a murderous intent implied.

At the beginning of the battle of the gods, he was beheaded by the mighty Tongtian Sect Master. At that time, the divine power of the Tongtian Sect Master was so similar to the aura that Yang Jiao had when he attacked at this time.

Moreover, Zhun Ti observed with the divine sense of the saint, and found that even if the powerful attack of the Tongtian Sect Master could cut down the saint at the beginning, it was not even the case at that time, this kid with a breath of only a sevenfold heavenly golden immortal.

He observed carefully, and the praise in his eyes slowly changed, and finally a wisp of murderous intent flowed out naturally: "If this son is not removed, it will be difficult for my Buddhism to flourish." ”

As soon as he missed the killing, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand screamed sadly, and there was suddenly a sword mark on the delicate and luxurious tree.

"Tongtian?" The face of the Zhun Ti saint suddenly changed greatly, and suddenly a joking voice sounded in his ears: "You are all a saint, don't bully the small with the big." ”

This voice was incomparably familiar, and it was the one that made him dream of a nightmare—the Tongtian Sect Master.

"You actually ......" The Zhun Ti Saint was extremely shocked, could it be that this killing god actually escaped from Zixiao Palace?

"I haven't seen you all these years, you still haven't made much progress, the juniors have made moves, it's the juniors' business, you are a saint, let's rest. The voice of the Tongtian Sect Master sounded again.

At this time, the Zhun Ti Saint was already full of bitterness, and the Tongtian Sect Master emphasized the "saints" on both sides, and its meaning was already extremely clear.

"The great prosperity of my Buddhism is due to Senior Brother Laojun. The Zhun Ti sage replied unwillingly.

Although the Buddhism is strong now, the foundation of the Daomen is too deep, if the saints don't make a move, the group on the Ling Mountain will definitely not be able to fight the Daomen.

"Zhun Ti, do you want to know what to do, you kidnapped 3,000 disciples of my sect back then, do you want me to go to you to settle the original account?" The voice of the Tongtian Sect Master sounded again, only this time, there was already a little anger in his tone.

"Three thousand disciples?" Zhun Ti immediately stopped arguing when he heard this.

This matter is his fault everywhere, when the sect declined, his Buddhism played a very disgraceful role, and the two saints did not make a small contribution.

What the Zhun Ti Saint didn't know was that fortunately, the Tongtian Sect Master was extremely proud, and everything in the original God Tribulation was written off with him cutting off the two great saints of Buddhism.

Moreover, those three thousand disciples, as early as when Yunxiao attacked Lingshan, their attitude had already determined that it was impossible for them to return to the sect.

This is the pride of the Tongtian Sect Master, and it is also the pride of the Interception Sect!

"I see!" Despite this, the Zhun Ti saint still responded in humiliation.

"I'm looking forward to the next scene. The Tongtian Sect Master's voice sounded again, and at the same time, the Zhun Ti Saint also felt that the sharp edge on his back receded like a tide.

"After so many years, he has become so powerful. The Zhun Ti Sage stroked the deep sword mark on the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, and his face became extremely gloomy. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian. com) vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. qidian。 com read. (To be continued.) )